Seeing He Yuan look like he was genuinely about to inspect him, Zhao Ke chuckled and politely declined, "Thank you, Senior Brother, but even if there was some residual poison, it would have long been taken care of by my Celestial Essence True Gang…"
But before he could even finish his sentence, Zhao Ke was suddenly overcome with a dizzy spell.
At the same time, a wave of nausea washed over him. His stomach churned, and he felt the urge to vomit.
"What's wrong?" He Yuan immediately noticed the odd look on Zhao Ke's face.
Zhao Ke frowned. "For some reason, my stomach is suddenly acting up…"
"Er, don't worry, Senior Brother. I'll just circulate my energy for a moment. It shouldn't be a big deal."
With that, Zhao Ke immediately began to circulate his Gang Qi, trying to suppress the foulness in his gut.
Even True Qi Realm Martial Artists couldn't avoid the basic bodily functions of eating, drinking, and relieving themselves.
